C307 Stand-off

Shen Mochen frowned and his eyes turned gloomy.

The man who had just come in to deliver the message was still standing next to Old Master Shen. He could feel the cold air coming off Shen Mochen's body, and he winced behind Old Master Shen, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

He thought of the woman he had just pulled out. She looked rather frail